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As summer reaches its peak, what comes to mind is...
The dazzling lights of the stalls at the summer festival from childhood,
And the girl who led me by the hand.
. . . . .
Back then, I begged Holy to take me to the summer festival at the shrine. While I was mesmerized by the vivid colors of the goldfish in the scooping game, I got separated from my mother. Someone spoke to me when I was feeling lonely. We ate cotton candy, played goldfish scooping and target practice, and walked around the stalls together. I somehow always remembered the smile of the girl who led me by the hand. By the time the festival ended, she had vanished, and I found my mother.
In his childhood, he wore a navy blue jinbei during the festival.
This summer was particularly sweltering.
The Kujo family had come to this countryside to escape the heat, as was their annual tradition. Compared to the heat in Tokyo, this place was manageable.
Meen-meen-meen-meen-meen...
In other words, Jotaro Kujo was also here. Uncharacteristically, he didn't complain about this annual event. Well, there was a sense that he was just following his mother out of habit.
But every year when he came to this place at this time, he remembered something. It evoked memories of that unforgettable, mysterious experience.
The summer festival at the shrine at night.
The colorful lights of the stalls, the savory aroma wafting from somewhere.
And the white hand leading his own small hand.
...Hmph.
What am I getting sentimental for? How many years do I think have passed since then? That person must have become an adult long ago.
Even so, the place where he stopped was that very shrine. It was now dusk. It was the exact moment when the festival was about to begin, just like back then.
The chorus of cicadas could be heard from afar.
Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.08.28